ㅁ the kitchen window making oatmeal, looking out a young deer strolled by
– a pseudo-haiku.
Month: June 2020
Caveat: Tree #516
This tree has its toes in the sea.
[daily log: walking, 2km]
Caveat: Art #36
I drew this in around 2014 I think.
Caveat: Poem #1401 “Fragmentation”
ㅁ No voice is heard among the waiting trees; Just birds who chat, and drunken, buzzing bees. But then a plane will cross the sky above, and split the day, and fragment all my thoughts.
– a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter); the rhyme was unintentional.